Chapter 1058 North surname, old friend

In the starry sky, the sound of fighting is earth-shaking, and the sound of roars spreads in all directions. The colors caused by all kinds of magical power are like fireworks blooming under the sky, releasing the fragrance and beauty of the moment.

And the bright red blood and strong breath, permeated around, strongly stimulating all the monks here.

Compared with the war between the whole Immortal Alliance and Dao Chenzong, today it is just a small-scale war, a battlefield with a number of participants and only more than 100,000 monks.

About 80,000 monks from the Immortal Alliance had a sudden fight with the 50,000 monks stationed here at this transmission point.

Two days ago, the 80,000 monks of the Immortal Alliance suddenly came in some way. The way they came was to borrow the transmission array here. This could only be transmitted into the transmission array of Daochen Sect. Suddenly, a large number of people from the Immortal Alliance appeared, making the 50,000 Chenzong brothers stationed here. Zi was caught off guard and launched the killing.

In two days, nearly 20,000 monks of the Immortal Alliance have died. Their bodies are rarely complete, and most of them are broken into pieces. They are scattered around, and the blood floats in the starry sky, making the bloody smell extremely strong.

The price of killing 20,000 monks of the Immortal Alliance is that the disciples of the Daochen Sect stationed here also paid for 20,000 corpses. Originally, the cultivation of the Daochen Sect was beyond the Immortal Alliance in terms of personal cultivation, but the suddenness of this war led to the disciples of the Daochen Sect to be This kind of equivalent damage.

The war is still going on, and the killing is still expanding. The monks on both sides have red eyes. At this moment, in the army of monks of the Fairy Alliance, there is a huge eye floating in the starry sky. The eyes are scattered with indifference, looking at the whole battlefield.

Under this eyeball, surrounded by a circle of old men with a strong breath of cultivation, is three middle-aged men. One of them is handsome. Although he looks middle-aged, he has a strong and resolute maturity. It can be faintly imagined that when he was still a teenager, he must be extremely Handsome.

He stood there silently with his hands behind his back with a big bow on his back, wearing a brocade robe, and he looked not angry and arrogant. The two behind him were obviously not as good as the momentum, and they could only accompany him.

"Brother Bei, it has been almost three days. With the speed of Dao Chenzong's communication, even if the alliance has the way to block and delay, it can fail..." The man on the left side of the brocade man said in a low voice.

"That's right, Brother Bei can test it for three days, which is enough to complete the human task. Presumably, the Taoist friends in several other places have returned now. Should we... withdraw?" The man on the right also said quickly.

"The alliance sent us here to test that the reaction time of Dao Chenzong is a few days. The transmission breakpoint technique realized by the saint is theoretically able to block seven days so that the battle situation of any position of Dao Chenzong will be delayed by seven days.

If we leave in just three days, we can't measure the exact time. The man in brocade opened his mouth calmly, with a low voice, with a convincing feeling.

"This..." When the person on the left next to him hesitated for a moment and seemed to want to say something more, the man in brocade's eyes flashed.

"There is no sound of retreat from the alliance. There is the eye of the temple above us. Who dares to leave without authorization! Don't say too much, get out of the chariot!" As soon as he said, people on the left and right sides sighed secretly, subconsciously looked at the huge eyes above with indifference, immediately bowed their heads and said yes, and took a few steps back to the monks who belonged to their alliance on the whole battlefield.

Suddenly, the roar was more intense. On the side of the battlefield, the sky was twisted, and nothingness turned into a whirlpool. Nine huge things appeared, red color, ferocious long horns, and thousands of feet of body. When it appeared in this roar, it immediately dispersed the chariot that made the people of the Daochen Sect

This is a chariot formed by the combination of hundreds of thousands of swords. Its color is red, as if stained with blood. When the meaning of killing strongly dispersed from it, the nine chariots rushed into the battlefield.

With the increasingly fierceness of the war, at this moment, in the starry sky, which is very far away from the battlefield, in the area of the Immortal Alliance, there is a huge palace floating in the air on the huge star formed by nearly a hundred stars.

The palace is colorful, emitting arrays of light. The earth is silent without any sound. In this palace, there is a woman sitting cross-legged.

The woman was dressed in white, with a beautiful face, no emotional fluctuation, indifference and frost. In front of her, there were nine light balls floating, and in each light ball, there were pictures constantly flashing.

If you look carefully, you can clearly see that there are nine battlefields in these nine light balls, of which the third light ball appears in the area where the man surnamed Bei is located.

The woman in white calmly looked at the nine light balls and condensed her eyes on one of them from time to time. There were arrays of runes flashing in the two 98 pupils, as if they were pushing something.

Time passed slowly. When the woman paid attention to the battle situation in the nine light balls from time to time, the third day passed in the starry sky where the man surnamed Bei was located. This small-scale war had reached an extremely tragic level. The large number of deaths of the Immortal Alliance also paid a great price.

The original 50,000 people, but now there are only more than 10,000 left. The fatigue permeates their hearts, and despair covers their whole body. The Taoist friends around them die one by one. The rich blood around them and the crazy fighting of the monks from all directions from the Immortal League make them seem to collapse in this fatigue and despair.

"Why didn't the sect send people to the rescue!!"

"In the past, when fighting with the Immortal Alliance, reinforcements would come in a very short time, but this time, it has been three days. Why hasn't anyone come!"

"This is the transmission point, which is extremely important to Dao Chenzong. Why don't they come!!" These questions are the strongest cry in the heart of more than 10,000 Chenzong monks who are still fighting at this moment.

"What's going on!!" In the rear of more than 10,000 people, there are nine huge platforms next to the transmission array. These nine platforms form a transmission array. At this moment, on one of the platforms, there is an old man standing next to him, and there are three middle-aged men with a deep look of despair.

The old man closed his eyes, and his whole mind was integrated into the platform under his feet. But a moment later, when he opened his eyes, he was pale and looked up at the starry sky above, which was outside the battlefield, the second battlefield, where dozens of monks were killing the sky. These Of the ten monks, nine belong to their Daochen Sect. They are the people who guard the battle hall of this place. Those who are fighting with them are seventeen monks from the Immortal Alliance. These people have launched a strong fight and containment in the starry sky above. Their cultivation is the robbery of the moon, and they are the strongest of the monk

"I have sent a warning to the sect, but it has been three days... There is no response at all. What happened and why is it like this!!

It's okay if you don't come to the rescue. I sent out the crisis here. I want to open the transmission array back to the message of Daochenzong, but... there is still no response at all. If this damn array is not opened in the sect, outsiders can't transmit it at all.

But... But these immortal alliance monks who killed thousands of knives actually came by using the formation. How did they do it!" The old man's eyes are full of blood. He is the elder of the disciples here and one of the elders of the Presbyterian Hall, but at this moment, no matter what his identity is, he has no effect at all.

He just tried to contact the sect once, but there was still no response, and despair enveloped his whole body and mind.

If he escapes, then let's not say whether he can escape by chance. Even if he really escapes, he will be treated by Daochenzong according to rebellion, unless he joins the fairy alliance, but... What about his clan? His clan is in the starry sky controlled by Daochenzong. Once he escapes, his clan... will be destroyed The disaster.

"How about the elder..." Three middle-aged men around the old man looked at the old man.

"I'm afraid the Zongmen reinforcements can't come." The old man opened his mouth bitterly.

The silence of the three people, the sound of fighting in their ears, and the sad voice from their disciples before the death made their hearts stingle.

"Elder, maybe we will have reinforcements..." Suddenly, one of the three middle-aged men looked up and spoke quickly.

"I remember that ten days ago, I received a seal from the direction of Shenyuan Xinghai, which told me that His Royal Highness Daokong and his party would enter Daochenzong from here to transfer the array, so that I should prepare in advance.

According to the time, they should be here soon!"

"Daokong... Let's not talk about this person's cultivation, even if he really comes, how many of his followers can he have? It's not enough at all, and the blood here is so great. With the personality of the direct lineal clan of Daochenzong, I'm afraid it has long been bypassed and went to other transmission points. How can it continue to come?

"But after all, he is called the heir and one of the top ten His Royal Highnesses... So what? I met this man by chance more than a thousand years ago. He seems to be kind, but in fact the mountain is extremely indifferent." Everyone was silent.

"Even if you die in battle!!" The old man laughed miserably and roared up to the sky. His roar echoed on the battlefield and spread to every disciple of Daochen Sect.

"For the sake of our people, even if they die in battle!! After our death, the sect will certainly not treat us and other people of all ethnic groups. Fight, Taoist friends, use our lives to exchange the peace of the people.

Isn't it just a death, are you afraid!!!!"

In the middle of the words, every disciple of Daochen Sect who heard this sentence, one by one, made the strongest roar in life in this despair. Their eyes turned red and they were crazy.

"It's just a death!!" Tens of thousands of people roared, and their voices roared beyond the earth-shaking thunder. RS